In whom the Father's glories shine,
Through earth beneath, and heaven above;--
2 Jesus, the weary wand'rer's rest,
Give me thy easy yoke to bear;
With steadfast patience arm my breast,
With spotless love and lowly fear.
3 Thankful I take the cup from thee,
Prepared and mingled by thy skill:
Though bitter to the taste it be,

Powerful the wounded soul to heal.

4 Be thou, O Rock of ages, nigh!

So shall each murm'ring thought be gone,
And grief, and fear, and care shall fly,
As clouds before the mid-day sun.
5 Speak to my warring passions,-Peace;
Say to my trembling heart,-Be still;
Thy power my strength and fortress is,
For all things serve thy sov'reign will.

6 O death! where is thy sting? Where now
Thy boasted victory, O grave?
Who shall contend with God? or who
Can hurt whom God delights to save?

FATHER of heaven, whose love profound

A ransom for our souls hath found,
Before thy throne we sinners bend;
To us thy pard'ning love extend.

2 Almighty Son, incarnate Word,
Our Prophet, Priest, Redeemer, Lord!
Before thy throne we sinners bend;
To us thy saving grace extend.
3 Eternal Spirit, by whose breath
The soul is raised from sin and death,
Before thy throne we sinners bend;
To us thy quick'ning power extend.
4 Jehovah! Father, Spirit, Son,
Mysterious Godhead! Three in One!
Before thy throne we sinners bend;
Grace, pardon, life, to us extend.

1109

THE

HE day of wrath, that dreadful day, When heaven and earth shall pass away! What power shall be the sinner's stay? How shall he meet that dreadful day2 When, shriv'ling like a parched scroll, The flaming heavens together roll; And, louder yet, and yet more dread, Swells the high trump that wakes the dead? 3 0, on that day, that wrathful day, When man to judgment wakes from clay, Be thou, O Christ, the sinner's stay, Though heaven and earth shall pass away.

I rest my hope on thee alone; I'll spread thy sacred truths abroad,To all mankind thy love make known. 2 Awake, my tongue; awake, my lyre; With morning's earliest dawn arise; To songs of joy my soul inspire,

And swell your music to the skies. 3 With those who in thy grace abound, To thee I'll raise my thankful voice; Till every land, the earth around, Shall hear, and in thy Name rejoice. 4 Eternal God, celestial King,

Exalted be thy glorious Name; Let hosts in heaven thy praises sing, And saints on earth thy love proclaim.

THINE, Lord, is wisdom, thine alone!

Justice and truth before thee stand:

Yet, nearer to thy sacred throne,
Mercy withholds thy lifted hand.

2 Each evening shows thy tender love;
Each rising morn thy plenteons grace:
Thy waken'd wrath doth slowly move;
Thy willing mercy flies apace.

3 To thy benign, indulgent care,

Father, this light, this breath we owe; And all we have, and all we are,

From thee, great Source of being, flow.

4 Thrice Holy! thine the kingdom is,
The power omnipotent is thine;

And when created nature dies,
Thy never-ceasing glories shine.

·

2 We now thy promised presence claim; Sent to disciple all mankind,Sent to baptize into thy name,We now thy promised presence find. 3 Father, in these reveal thy Son; In these, for whom we seek thy face, The hidden mystery make known,

The inward, pure, baptizing grace. 4 Jesus, with us thou always art; Effectual make the sacred sign; The gift unspeakable impart,

And bless the ordinance divine. 5 Eternal Spirit, from on high, Baptizer of our spirits thou, The sacramental seal apply,

And witness with the water now

100-a.

WE journey through a vale of tears,

By many a cloud o'ercast;

And worldly cares, and worldly fears,
Go with us to the last.

2 Not to the last! Thy word hath said,
Could we but read aright,-

Poor pilgrim, lift in hope thy head;
At eve it shall be light!

3 Though earth-born shadows now may shroud Thy thorny path awhile,

God's blessed word can part each cloud,
And bid the sunshine smile.

4 Only believe, in living faith,
His love and power divine;

And ere thy sun shall set in death,
His light shall round thee shine.

5 When tempest clouds are dark on high,
His bow of love and peace
Shines sweetly in the vaulted sky,-
A pledge that storms shall cease.

6 Hold on thy way, with hope unchill'd,
By faith and not by sight,

And thou shalt own his word fulfill'd,-
At eve it shall be light.

EAR, gracious God, my humble prayer;
To thee I breathe my sighs;
When will the cheering morn appear?
And when my joys arise?

2 My God! O could I make the claim-
My Father, and my Friend;
And call thee mine, by every name
On which thy saints depend;-

3 By every name of power and love,
I would thy grace entreat;
Nor should my humble hopes remove,
Nor leave thy mercy-seat.

4 Yet, though my soul in darkness mourns, Thy word is all my stay;

Here would I rest till light returns:
Thy presence makes my day.

5 Speak, Lord, and bid celestial peace
Relieve my aching heart;

( make my heavy sorrows cease, And all the gloom depart.

6 Then shall my drooping spirit rise, And bless thy healing rays;

And change these deep, complaining sighs, For songs of sacred praise.

2 Join'd in one spirit to our Head,
Where he appoints we go;
And still in Jesus' footsteps tread,

And show his praise below.

3 O may we ever walk in him,
And nothing know beside,—
Nothing desire, nothing esteem,
But Jesus crucified.

4 Closer and closer let us cleave
To his beloved embrace;
Expect his fulness to receive,
And grace to answer grace.

5 Partakers of the Saviour's grace,
The same in mind and heart,
Nor joy, nor grief, nor time, nor place,
Nor life, nor death can part.

6 Then let us hasten to the day

Which shall our flesh restore; When death shall all be done away, And bodies part no more.

63

117-a.

HE God of mercy be adored,
Galls our Souls from death,

Who saves by his redeeming word,
And new-creating breath;
To praise the Father and the Son,
And Spirit all-divine,—

The One in Three, and Three in One,-

Let saints and angels join.

189

Seeking Ilis power and grace.

2 True and faithful Witness, thou,
O Christ, the Spirit give;
Hast thou not received him now,
That we might now receive?
Art thou not the living Head?

Life to all thy limbs impart;
Shed thy love, thy Spirit shed,
In every waiting heart.
3 Holy Ghost, the Comforter,
The gift of Jesus, come;
Glow our hearts to find thee near,
And swell to make thee room;
Present with us thee we feel;

Come, O come, and in us be; With us, in us, live and dwell, To all eternity.

2 Christ shall bless thy going out, Shall bless thy coming in; Kindly compass thee about,

Till thou art saved from sin; Like thy spotless Master, thou, Fill'd with wisdom, love, and power; Holy, pure, and perfect now, Henceforth, and evermore.

1051

HE

EARKEN to the solemn voice, The awful midnight cry; Waiting souls, rejoice, rejoice, And see the Bridegroom nigh: Lo, he comes to keep his word; Light and joy his looks impart; Go ye forth to meet your Lord, And meet him in your heart. 2 Ye who faint beneath the load Of sin, your heads lift up; See your great redeeming God; He comes, and bids you hope. In the midnight of your grief, Jesus doth his mourners cheer; Lo, he brings you sure relief; Believe, and feel him here.

W.**

65

1.

GRACIOUS God, my sins forgive; part;

Then shall I in thee believe
With all my loving heart:
Always unto Jesus look,-

Him in heavenly glory see,
Who to save me undertook,
And ever prays for me.

2 Grace, in answer to his prayer,
Fulness of grace bestow;
That I may with zealous care
Perform thy will below;
Rooted in humility,

Still in every state resign'd,-
Plant, Almighty Lord, in me
A meek and lowly mind.

3 Poor and vile in my own eyes,
With self-abasing shame
Still I would myself despise,
And magnify thy name.
Thee let every creature bless;
Praise alone to God be given;
God alone deserves the praise
Of all in earth and heaven.

140

The mystery of the cross. OD of unexampled grace, Redeemer of mankind, Matter of eternal praise

GOT

201-a.

We in thy passion find: Still our choicest strains we bring; Still the joyful theme pursue; Thee the Friend of sinners sing, Whose love is ever new.

2 Endless scenes of wonder rise, With that mysterious tree,Crucified before our eyes,

Where we the Saviour see: Jesus, Lord, what hast thou done? Publish we the death divine; Stop, and gaze, and fall, and own Was never love like thine!

3 Never love nor sorrow was
Like that my Jesus show'd;
See him stretch'd on yonder cross,
And crush'd beneath our load!
Now discern the Deity;

Now his heavenly birth declare; Faith cries out,-'Tis He,-'tis He,My God that suffers there!